Warlord: Starting with Subduing Little A Qiao

However, the middle-aged man's expression was very serious, and he did not seem to be lying.

He was also taken aback.

Even if it's a lie, it shouldn't be this outrageous, right?

In other words, this news is most likely true.

But how did this tank end up here?

“We believe they were sent from the United States. It would be impossible for them to possess such powerful military weapons.”

The middle-aged man lowered his head and spoke cautiously.

The Japanese army couldn't even do this kind of technology, let alone something made in China.

They couldn't even manufacture a single gun.

They all imported their weapons from abroad, acquiring them at extremely high prices.

“The United States,” Chen Xiaobei said calmly.

Yoshio Shinozuka remained silent. This was no small matter; if the Americans got involved, it would be a major problem.

This matter must be reported to higher authorities so that they can conduct a thorough investigation and take it to heart.

"What an amazing Self-Defense Force!"

But now, he is even more interested in the Independent Regiment.

They were extremely difficult to deal with and repeatedly inflicted heavy losses on the Japanese.

He will never be able to sleep unless he is eliminated.

Putting aside the leaders of the Eight Banners Army, the goal was to eliminate the entire independent corps.

What is he doing?

The enemy actually broke through the encirclement.

Originally, Yoshio Shibuka was somewhat worried about the Independent Regiment, so he sent an advance force, but they got separated from them.

Without a doubt, they had died at the hands of the Independent Regiment.

Behind them were more than 10,000 others.

This matter must be reported and handled by higher authorities.

If they are still alive, that would be a major problem for the Japanese.

It might even hinder their large-scale offensive.

"How is the commander of the independence army?"

He turned to the middle-aged man in front of him and asked.

He was filled with curiosity about the captain of this independent regiment.

What kind of person could possibly train such an elite army, and consistently demonstrate such astonishing command abilities?

He is very powerful.

He understood perfectly well that he had to capture the enemy leader.

He had been searching for Ye Bai, but unfortunately he had no information about him, only his full name.

As for the rest, I don't know.

"The captain of the independence army looks to be only ten years old."

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man hesitated for a moment.

"It seems so?" Li Tianming asked.

He hates the word "seems" the most; he wants a definite answer.

Otherwise, even a vague message could have a huge impact on the entire battlefield.

"He looks only eleven or twelve years old, but he did indeed lead the army and hold off our attack. According to the information he received, there is a greater than 90% chance that..."

Chapter 195: We can't let them die. I want to see.

It's safe to say this guy is also a stumbling block for us.

The middle-aged man thought about it and finally made a decision.

"No way?"

Yoshio Shinozuka stared wide-eyed, looking utterly incredulous.

This was a huge blow to him.

He once regarded this powerful enemy as an eleven or twelve-year-old child, and still a child.

However, I wonder what his reaction would be if he knew that Ye Bai had only been with him for eight years?

boom!

Before he could even speak, he heard a deafening roar.

Immediately afterwards, the sirens blared, their sharp wail echoing through the dark sky.

"There is an enemy! There is an enemy! Everyone be on alert! Everyone prepare!"

Chaos had already broken out outside the door. "Protect the Emperor!"

The conference room door was pushed open, and a group of soldiers filed in, their eyes sweeping around and surrounding everyone.

To protect and safeguard him.

"what happened?"

Yoshio Shinozuka said with a gloomy expression; his face was very unpleasant.

The fighting outside continues, and this roar seems to signal the start of a major battle.

Suddenly, all sorts of gunshots rang out.

He never expected that someone would be so bold as to attack the Japanese stronghold.

This is simply an insult to his self-esteem.

Isn't this a blatant insult?

Having just suffered a crushing defeat, they are facing the same fate this time.

Yoshio Shinozuka's expression became extremely solemn.

"A group of Manchu bannermen attacked us. Their move was so sudden that our men didn't have time to react. Commander, you don't need to worry."

"They only have a little over a hundred members."

The soldier immediately lowered his head. "We will eliminate them as soon as possible to ensure your safety, Commander."

Their headquarters has quite a few soldiers.

Without any hesitation, a mere hundred-odd soldiers were far too easy for them.

"Less than a hundred people, are they just rushing in to get themselves humiliated?"

Upon hearing this, Yoshio Shinozuka's eyes flashed with disdain, but for the Japanese, this was an insult that they absolutely could not tolerate.

"We must capture them all; we can't let them die. I want to see just how bold they really are!"

It was clear that Yoshio Shinozuka was still angry about the Independent Regiment.

He didn't understand why these soldiers from the Eight Banners were so fierce.

They have stormed the Japanese headquarters.

It now appears that the mission is to eliminate the Eighth Route Army. We must report this to our superiors and draw their attention.

First, allocate some troops to wipe out those despicable Eight Banner soldiers in one fell swoop.

Otherwise, no one would have imagined that there would be an independent brigade or a separate corps in the future.

By then, even if there is any further action, it will be too late.

"Yes!" everyone answered in unison.

The soldier nodded without hesitation.

Yoshio Shinozuka also walked to the window of the conference room and looked at the commotion outside.

The middle-aged man turned pale upon seeing the soldiers' attire.

"...Commander, these are our men!"

Upon hearing this, Yoshio Shinozuka was taken aback. He turned around and looked at the middle-aged man: "Are you really confident?"

“That’s right. We’ve been fighting them for so long, we can’t afford to make any mistakes. Their clothes and weapons are very familiar to me.”

The middle-aged man, looking confident, pointed to the thin young man outside the door: "Their leader is here too!"

This independent regiment has left an indelible psychological scar on their hearts; he will not admit his mistake.

"Independent Regiment!" Regner exclaimed in surprise.